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Chapter 453

    

Young Sir Ye果然有一代溝。Why does the sound of her sighing mislead him into thinking that she wants him Young Master Ye, are your thoughts filled with trash 24/7The Earth can no longer bear your pervertedn...Chapter 453

The International Criminal Police deployed more personnel to investigate all foreign individuals and conducted thorough searches of every hotel, starting with the best hotels in Manila. Carter was well aware of Wu Shuang's preferences; she disliked dark and damp places and would always choose the most comfortable hotels when there were no accommodations available at a location. This was her consistent habit, and she wouldn't settle for less.

The moment Wu Shuang and Ghost Face left, the International Criminal Police arrived. Since they used fake passports, nothing could be uncovered. The two of them circled around the train station once, conveniently leading the police on a tour of Manila before leaving without any trace.

Wu Shuang and Ghost Face returned to Rome where she encountered someone she shouldn't have seen in Rome.

Long Chengtian.

He was waiting for her at home, his face twisted with anger. Mo Yao and Mo Chen had allowed him free access within the castle, which seemed unbelievable given the brothers' personalities. It was a significant issue that Long Chengtian could even enter the castle grounds.

"Why are you here" Wu Shuang asked directly. Mo Yao and Mo Chen stood silently by without offering any greeting to her or him. Ghost Face had formally met with Mo Yao and Mo Chen, and they were about to discuss his position within the mafia but there was no rush.

"I've been waiting for you for five days," Long Chengtian gritted out, his handsome face contorting in rage as if Wu Shuang's tardiness was an unforgivable sin.

Wu Shuang gave him a sultry smile and looked at Mo Chen. "Why has he been here for five days"

"I believe he's fallen in love with our garden," Mo Chen said humorously. Long Chengtian shot Wu Shuang a sharp glare, his menacing expression as if he wanted to devour her. Wu Shuang was well acquainted with Long Chengtian’s temper and found it rather explosive.

"I don't recall asking you to wait for me," Wu Shuang said. "You really fancy my backyard garden"

Long Chengtian cursed and roughly pulled Wu Shuang over, saying, "I have something to tell you privately."

The last three words were almost spat out by Long Chengtian through clenched teeth, and he glared fiercely at the masked figure beside him. The ghost-faced man wore a half-mask, making his expression unreadable, but it was clearly an icy one. When fire meets ice, usually either the fire is extinguished or the ice melts, but there seemed to be no sign of this ice melting, nor any signs that the fire would die out. Long Chengtian's anger had little effect on the ghost-faced man.

Wu Shuang smiled and couldn't help but ponder aloud, confusingly asking Mo Yao and Mo Chen, "Does being abandoned make a woman particularly alluring"

Or is it that men are inherently weak-willed

In the past, she chased after Long Chengtian for quite some time. She truly didn't dislike him; in fact, she had a bit of an Oedipus complex. However, her early affection for Kaka was irreplaceable. Meeting someone like Long Chengtian never made her think about spending her life with him—she simply enjoyed teasing him and found his rough and impatient demeanor amusing. She liked him somewhat but not to the extent of love.

Of course, there were few people left in this world who could make her like them.

She had chased after him for so long, yet he never gave her a kind look; she used every means possible and only received ridicule. There was an insurmountable difference between them due to the life they took.

Long Chengtian's attitude didn't make her uncomfortable because in this world, besides Kaka, no one else could hurt her. So she continued to play with him, hoping he would forget about his girlfriend, but Long Chengtian never treated her any better.

Later on, she truly developed a conquering mentality. She didn't believe that she couldn't tame Long Chengtian and, to more justifiably be with Kaka, staged a performance with Kaka's help. The results were clearly unsatisfactory.

Until this time, she was injured in London.

Seeing that he didn't come to see her even after she woke up from her injuries, Wu Shuang thought that Long Chengtian truly had no feelings for her. Actually, she wasn't too concerned about him either; it was just that she realized she couldn't continue playing around with her emotions anymore.

Her decade-long secret love had consumed all of her emotions in life, and she knew she couldn't give her entire heart to anyone else—it would be unfair to others. It might not be a bad thing if she could live alone without any complications instead.

She never expected that Long Chengtian would come to London, let alone that after she drove him away in London, he would actually run all the way to Rome and wait for her at her place openly.

Wu Shuang sneered. He wasn't chasing after her anymore; instead, he had come looking for her himself.

If she had known this from the start, she wouldn't have wasted effort pursuing him in the first place. It would've been better to keep him hanging and see how well it worked out—she had spent so much brainpower chasing after him for so long. Now that things were at this point, Wu Shuang understood one thing: liking someone and pursuing them isn't just about using your mind; you need sincerity in your heart.

Perhaps she had always been relying too heavily on her mind to chase Long Chengtian, without putting any real effort or sincerity into it. That's why she never managed to catch up with him.

In fact, it was probably for the best that she couldn't keep up—there was a life hanging between them anyway, and he would always be reminded of it. If she had caught up with him, she wouldn't have known what troubles awaited her.

Mò Chén looked dejected: "There are only men here besides you; don’t judge everyone by one person’s actions. Uncle Er is also a man."

"My daddy is an elite among scoundrels." He gets happy whenever my mommy punishes him, the more she punishes him, the happier he becomes—any little bit of kindness from her makes him glow with happiness.

Everyone, ""

Mojue, who was on a small island far away, sneezed. Ye Wei glanced at him and wondered if such a light breeze could give him a cold. Mojue calmly replied that his daughter missed him. The corner of Ye Wei's mouth twitched.

Long Chengtian’s gaze grew increasingly irritable; Wushuang completely ignored him, and when he was about to unleash a tirade, Mo Yao swept a frosty glance over at the masked figure: “Ghost Face, we'll discuss this in the study. Morning Star, come too.”

The ghost-faced man felt it necessary to give them some space and followed Mo Yao upstairs without delay. Mo Chen gestured at Wushuang, signaling that she should seize a good opportunity to turn things around, then followed Mo Yao and the masked figure upstairs.

Wushuang got up from her seat and went to get drinks from the fridge; she also grabbed a can of beer for Long Chengtian on her way back. She casually tossed it over to him and sat down gracefully, opening a can before drinking. Long Chengtian glared at her in fury, and Wushuang asked with a smile, "What do you need me for"

"To go to Russia," Long Chengtian said heavily, suppressing his temper.

Wushuang raised an eyebrow, “I don't have plans to visit Eastern Europe. I've been busy dealing with the mafia and haven’t had time.”

"Bull**, you always seem to find time to spend a year playing around in Eastern Europe," Long Chengtian retorted.

“I used to be interested in you, but now I’m not. Of course, that means I don’t have the time,” Wushuang said matter-of-factly; she always had the final say on this topic. Back then, when she pursued him, it was entirely her own choice.

Now she suddenly realized that being pursued wasn't so bad either—why bother chasing othersng Anya and Xu Nuo. Cheng Anya had an indifferent expression and gestured for her to sit down. Cai Xiaoqing and Linda knew that they needed to talk privately, so they stepped away.Wenran was puzzled a...